That's Queen Bitch to you!
Mar. 28th, 2005 06:18 pmMan, I'm bitchy.
It can't possibly have anything to do with the fact that my stomach feels like I just did two thousand crunches after eating a full meal. And it smells like vinegar and burritos in here. *shudders*
It also can't possibly have anything to do with the fact that Media (aka, Bane of my Existence) sent me traipsing all around the school this morning. First I went to pick up the equipment (that it took two weeks to convince them that I was "qualified" to use). They decided that my drivers license was not good enough proof of who I am - that I had to have an official El Centro ID - so I had to go get one. Upon returning to media, they rolled out this impossibly heavy cart (I think I saw the sadistic bastard smile when he saw me struggle with it) - I'm sorry, I missed the part of my job description that entailed heavy manual labor. Then after I heaved the cart to the classroom, I discovered that he had forgotten the key, so I called and said as much. His response was "Yep. I did." And then silence. Grrr. Rather than stay on the phone, I told him that I would be down to get it. As I took the key, he did manage an "I'm sorry about that," to which I replied, with clenched teeth, "OK," but really meant, "I hope you die."
It might be the fact that I just had three students come in and basically say, "My outline isn't done properly - is that ok?" *blinks* What the hell do you think?! Am I going to plot your demise over it? No. Have you just seriously jeopardized your credibility with me? Probably. Will you lose points for it? Definitely. So define, "OK."
Or maybe it's just because I'm tired and don't feel good and feel alone, even though I'm not.
Sorry I haven't responded to any of your posts. I'll be a good friend again someday.
It can't possibly have anything to do with the fact that my stomach feels like I just did two thousand crunches after eating a full meal. And it smells like vinegar and burritos in here. *shudders*
It also can't possibly have anything to do with the fact that Media (aka, Bane of my Existence) sent me traipsing all around the school this morning. First I went to pick up the equipment (that it took two weeks to convince them that I was "qualified" to use). They decided that my drivers license was not good enough proof of who I am - that I had to have an official El Centro ID - so I had to go get one. Upon returning to media, they rolled out this impossibly heavy cart (I think I saw the sadistic bastard smile when he saw me struggle with it) - I'm sorry, I missed the part of my job description that entailed heavy manual labor. Then after I heaved the cart to the classroom, I discovered that he had forgotten the key, so I called and said as much. His response was "Yep. I did." And then silence. Grrr. Rather than stay on the phone, I told him that I would be down to get it. As I took the key, he did manage an "I'm sorry about that," to which I replied, with clenched teeth, "OK," but really meant, "I hope you die."
It might be the fact that I just had three students come in and basically say, "My outline isn't done properly - is that ok?" *blinks* What the hell do you think?! Am I going to plot your demise over it? No. Have you just seriously jeopardized your credibility with me? Probably. Will you lose points for it? Definitely. So define, "OK."
Or maybe it's just because I'm tired and don't feel good and feel alone, even though I'm not.
Sorry I haven't responded to any of your posts. I'll be a good friend again someday.
:(
Date: 2005-03-29 05:03 am (UTC)Dunan Nuts
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Date: 2005-03-29 12:47 pm (UTC)Why be a good friend someday when your already an awesome friend today? {{Hugs}}
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Date: 2005-03-29 04:16 pm (UTC)g
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Date: 2005-03-29 04:23 pm (UTC)Dear IRS:
I didn't fill out my tax forms properly and don't really deserve this refund - is that ok?
*headdesk*
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Date: 2005-03-29 04:54 pm (UTC){{hugs}}